Is this the Bio-warrior? It feels so powerful.
Ding Ning pondered inwardly, a hint of shock rising in his heart.
Although he couldn't tell what level Valery and Lev were equivalent to, he could vaguely sense that their abilities should not be weaker than the God Martial Arts Realm.
Of course, this was just his rough sense, and it might not be that accurate. But it didn't stop him from taking the Bio-warrior seriously for the first time.
"Could it be someone sent by Young Master Anthony to protect Miss in the dark?"
Valery frowned and guessed softly.
Anna's face suddenly turned gloomy. She clenched her teeth and secretly clenched her fists. A cold light flashed through her eyes, and she scolded coldly, "Shut up, don't mention that person to me."
Valery opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Lev secretly gave him a look to stop him. He scratched his head and smiled, not daring to say another word.
"Anthony?"
Ding Ning murmured softly. He took out his phone that was set to silent mode and secretly sent a text message.
Originally, he didn't plan to be a busybody. However, seeing that Anna was so disgusted with Young Master Anthony, and he accidentally peeped at her, he felt guilty. He thought that if there was a chance, he would help her as compensation. That was why he asked someone to find out who this Anthony was.
The treatment on the stage was in full swing, and it attracted everyone's attention. Even the cameras were focused on the stage, so no one noticed his little action of sending a text message. Only Millie Snow, who had been secretly watching him from the corner of her eyes, noticed it. She showed a hint of doubt on her face.
Right now, it was obvious that the US delegation had the absolute upper hand in the treatment. After all, they had the advantage in numbers. On average, six of them were treating one person. Their efficiency was very high, and they had left the Chinese delegation far behind. However, Ding Ning was not worried at all. Instead, he was even in the mood to send text messages. This puzzled her.
Little did she know that the efficiency of ordinary traditional Chinese medicine was not high. After all, traditional Chinese medicine emphasized on tracing back to the root of the disease before getting rid of it. The main method was to nurture the patient.
However, Mr. Hu and others were all masters of martial arts, and they could definitely see an immediate effect when treating these patients. However, after being beaten by Ding Ning, their mentality had changed. They did not care about efficiency but only pursued effects. They treated every patient with a serious and responsible attitude, and tried to ensure that every patient could be completely cured after treatment and there would be no sign of relapse.
Gradually, they forgot that this was a medical competition. Instead, they were immersed in the joy of relieving the patient's pain. They did not care about speed at all.
"It seems that the Chinese delegation is not going to make it. The American delegation has already started to perform the surgery in batches, but they are still poking with a silver needle. Don't tell me that they can cure the disease with a silver needle."
A French medical representative said mockingly.
"Charlie, acupuncture is a part of traditional Chinese medicine. Maybe they are really using silver needles to treat illnesses."
A medical representative who had been in touch with traditional Chinese medicine said with uncertainty.
"Oh, my dear Flender, I think you are becoming more and more humorous. Acupuncture? Haha, look over there. I have just seen the case of that patient. It is a patient with venous hemangioma. Tell me how to remove the hemangioma with a silver needle. "
Charlie pointed at Mr. Hu, who was treating the patient, and said with an extremely exaggerated smile.
"I don't know. Maybe it is a magical witchcraft?"
Flender raised his eyebrows, and the wrinkles on his forehead were all piled up together. He teased with a faint smile.
"Well, although I like the delicacies of Shenzhou very much, to be honest, I hate this damn traditional Chinese medicine very much. The thought of using those terrible silver needles to prick my body makes my scalp numb."
Charlie did not hide his disgust for traditional Chinese medicine. He shook his head and sneered, "I bet that the Shenzhou delegation will lose. If the damn silver needle can cure diseases, I will eat the chair leg under my butt …"
Before he finished his words, Charlie's eyes suddenly widened. With a dull face, he saw that the patient with venous hemangioma got up from the mobile bed as if nothing had happened and tried to walk a few steps on the ground. With an undisguised surprise on his face, he nodded to Mr. Hu again and again to express his gratitude.
"Oh, my God. What the hell. That patient is definitely with them."
Charlie shook his head repeatedly, unable to accept it, and shouted in disbelief.
"Shut up, Charlie. You can question any unknown things, but never despise these unknown things with preconceived prejudice. This is not the attitude that a medical worker should have."
A well-respected old medical professor in France glared at him discontentedly and scolded him very severely.
Although Charlie did not take it seriously, he still lowered his head and said respectfully, "Yes, Mentor Mancini."
Professor Mancini was his mentor. Even though he had made great achievements in the academic circle, he did not dare to show any disrespect to his mentor.
Professor Mancini knew that Zhang Tie did not listen to him at all, so he shook his head in disappointment and said earnestly, "Any medical science has its merits, not to mention the traditional medical science of Shenzhou which has a profound cultural background. As your former mentor, let me teach you one last truth. In this world, there are too many things that cannot be explained by science, but it doesn't mean that their existence is unreasonable. It's just that our current knowledge is not enough to crack these secrets. Therefore, I'll give you a piece of advice. When facing any unknown things, you should be in awe instead of being arrogant and prejudiced. Blindly questioning, judging or even slandering them will only make you look as superficial and childish as a clown. That's all I have to say. Think about it carefully."
Charlie's face was burning hot. He had been mercilessly scolded by his teacher in public, causing him to feel deeply humiliated. However, he did not dare to refute. He could only hang his head and shut his mouth like a defeated rooster.
"Charlie, don't be jealous of Professor Mancini. It seems that he didn't save you face, but in fact, he was saving you."
It was Flender who understood. He patted Charlie's shoulder gently and explained in a low voice.
"Saving me?"
Charlie raised his head blankly and looked at Flender in confusion. He did not understand what Flender meant.
Flender looked steadily forward. Calmly, he pursed his lips and tilted his head to the stage.
Charlie looked over subconsciously. When he saw Professor Coramisu in the referee group, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind. Remembering that he had said that the patient was in cahoots with the delegation of Shenzhou, his face suddenly turned pale and he broke out in a cold sweat. When he looked at Professor Mancini again, his eyes were filled with deep gratitude.
It should be known that Professor Coramisu was not only one of the top medical professors in France, but also had another identity, that was, he was a prince of the royal family of France. One could imagine how honorable his identity was.
Prince Coramisu was one of the members of the referee group, but he publicly questioned the delegation of Shenzhou for cheating. This was tantamount to questioning the impartiality of the referee group, which was equivalent to questioning the moral character of Prince Coramisu.
If such words were to reach Prince Coramisu's ears, even if he was magnanimous and did not care about it, his disciples and grandchildren would never let him go. Even if they did not make him disappear from the world, they could definitely easily destroy everything he currently had as a punishment. Therefore, Professor Mancini mercilessly taught him a lesson in public. He wanted to educate him, but at the same time, he was also indirectly pointing out the teacher-student relationship between them to protect him.
After all, Professor Mancini and Prince Coramisu had been friends for decades. With Professor Mancini's help, even if Prince Coramisu's words reached his ears, Coramisu would not hold it against him for the sake of his mentor. How could Mancini not be grateful for this?
Time passed by minute by minute, and soon it was noon again. The medical representatives from various countries began to stir again. It was lunchtime, and they could taste the delicious food in the air again.
Ding Ning was surprised to find that Sun Yaozu, who had disappeared for the whole morning, appeared again. He secretly cursed in his heart, "Did this little bastard deliberately come here to freeload?"
Although Sun Yaozu seemed to have some kind of temperament change, Ding Ning did not care at all because he was not familiar with him.
However, Millie Snow, who was very familiar with him, was different. She glanced at him in surprise and did not understand what he had experienced. When he appeared again, he became extremely confident. Even his face exuded an inexplicable expression, and his temperament was completely different from before.
Sun Yaozu smiled at her, and then turned his eyes to Ding Ning. A trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and he whispered in his heart, "Ding Ning, it is thanks to you that I can get this great opportunity. Just wait, I will ruthlessly step on you in front of the whole world, and let everyone know that I, Sun Yaozu, am the most outstanding medical genius in the world."
It was no wonder that he was so confident. After getting the Nine-flowered Green Jade Cauldron, he immediately began to try alchemy. Unexpectedly, by chance, he discovered the great secret contained in the Nine-flowered Green Jade Cauldron.
The Nine-flowered Green Jade Cauldron turned out to be a superb spiritual weapon, and it was the kind of spiritual weapon inherited from bloodline. If he had not accidentally cut his hand, and the concentration of Sun Simiao's bloodline in his body was not high enough to activate the device spirit of the Nine-flowered Green Jade Cauldron, he might not have gotten this great opportunity.
The Nine-flowered Green Jade Cauldron that had not been refined and the Nine-flowered Green Jade Cauldron that had been refined were absolutely two concepts. Now, Sun Yaozu not only made great progress in alchemy, but also in martial arts. He had leaped from a practitioner of the Real Martial Arts Realm to an expert at the God Martial Arts Realm at the early stage, which made him high-spirited and full of lofty aspirations to look down on the world.
An expert of the God Martial Arts Realm less than 30 years old, and an Earth-level alchemist. Such a genius, who else but me can have it?
Therefore, Sun Yaozu was extremely proud in his heart. Even Millie Snow, who he had pursued but failed to get, was not so unattainable in his eyes at this moment.
Ding Ning did not notice his change, and even if he did, he would not take it seriously. He was just a warrior at the early stage of the God Martial Arts Realm, an ant that he could easily poke to death with one finger. He was really not qualified for him to look up to.
At this moment, his attention was focused on the text message sent to him by Bai Xiaolou. After all, it was foreign intelligence. Zhu Wuxia's intelligence network had not reached the international level, so it was faster and more convenient to find Bai Xiaolou.
Anthony was 28 years old this year. The Romon family he belonged to had a very old history, which could be traced back to the period of the Meng Yuan Dynasty.
His father, Old Anthony, was one of the largest financial oligarchs during the Cold War, which made the Romon family, which had always been inconspicuous, rise to a higher level. It was a huge and influential family in Tsarist Russia.
Old Anthony had countless wives and nine daughters, but it was not until he was 43 years old that he gave birth to his only son, Little Anthony.
He had a son in his old age, and he was the only son, so Little Anthony was extremely favored by his father, who spoiled him very much.
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